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Ion sniffed the air softly and wrinkled his nose holding back a sneeze. It was colder now days with winter coming and that meant they got odd bits of mist and rain in the forest. The day shift had come and gone and now it was time for the night shift. There was a day shiftier still hunting late he knew but Ion wasn’t worried about coming across the other male. The tribal lands were large enough that it wouldn’t be a problem for everyone to be hunting in different directions. The soft shriek of bats could be heard overhead as the moon danced in and out of the clouds lighting up sections of shadow and mist. Deer would be well hunkered down by this time he knew but he might get lucky and kick up a few bits of smaller game. It was important to stock up for the coming winter. There was a strange quietness in the forest though that was making him uncomfortable. Something was out of place in his home and he wasn’t fond of that at all.

He picked up the pace and soon found himself moving so he was something of a blur in the forest. He could almost taste a stranger in the woods but that was more his imagination then anything else. Still as a young tribe leader he was annoyed by the idea of a stranger who may bring trouble to his tribe now that they were firmly established in this area. If the stranger was a threat there was a good change he would be trying to make sure they wouldn't leave the forest in one piece.